But in the end, three strikes were recordedagainst him and Bill sat down somewhat dejectedly. Mark's team lostafter one more batter struck out."Well,...we tried," Janice said, trying to console her husband."Yeah. I just don't know what to do for Mark. I take him to thebatting cages for practice... I do everything I can to help him. It justdoesn't seem to matter."Janice hugged her husband while the two of them sat for a few moreminutes - waiting for the stands to clear out more so they could. ..so good.Jen couldn't help but think that she should stop all of this going on, but didn't really want to. - I mean, what people would think. We are coworkers and girls!... - She thought to herselfSoon her worries left her. She didn't care what other people thought. Never knew that she was capable of such things...not until that night...until this moment. Nanci pressed her body on top of Jen's and began running her hands all over her body. Her long sleek fingers made their way under her shirt. Marie said, "Posture, dear. I wouldn't want to have to fine you for lackof enthusiasm." As an afterthought she added, "And once you get brokenin we'll upgrade you to higher heels."When he frowned his wife added, "And along with good posture let's see aconstant smile, Cara. Or I'll be charging you for private consultationson attitude, and I'll have to use my firm's rates, which are awfullyhigh. If that happens, we're going to have to find even more ways foryou to earn money here, which might. Yes, the Overseer decides which of us is useful and will stay alive and who won’t. He also decides which of us he will use to empty his great ox’s testicles and calm his sadistic instincts for one night. We are his whores and oars, his amusement, his little toys. CRRRRRRRRAAACCCCCKKKKKKKK! “—AAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!”God! It was the young girl who rows next to me... Pigs! I can hear them laughing up there. They’ve got women in with them too. They make me sick. The Overseer stops in front of.